Rulo Power

So very recently a Dominican dude joined my department at my awesome new job (which I love very much, thank you Jesus!). He happens to be from the same province my family is from in the Dominican Republic.

Over the past few days, he has made some interesting observations on some of my relatively Americanized attributes, particularly my lack of love for some of the more commonly enjoyed Dominican music. I'm also not into batata (basically a ghetto sweet potato) or other random vegetables.

Anyway, so he gave me a funny analogy for people like me -- he called me a "rulo".

One must take two things into consideration. First, to be aware that plantains are the biggest and most famous crops in Dominican Republic. They originally came from Southeast Asia, and are actually a mix between two types of random wild bananas. The word "platano" is pretty much synonymous with "dominican", especially as a word used by non-dominicans.

Then we have bananas, which are statistically the most popular fruit Americans eat. They're yellow. They're delicious.

A rulo is a special hybrid fruit. It's half plantain, half banana. But it still treated and cooked like a plantain.
So Americanized Dominicans are "rulos".

Ya tu sabe. Rulo Power!

Runnin on empty

There’s a time when I want to sprint so fast that I’m able to run along the walls on pure intertia. Or momentum. Or whatever latin/greek physics term applies to pullin a jackie chan.
Jackie chan is such a beast. This dude is literally older than my mom, and can backflip around like a maniac.
Anyway, the point I’m trying to make is that I want to be able to accomplish something without the actual fuel or measurable energy needed to make it happen. Like people who are able to pull off getting into places without paying, or accomplish a lot with half the effort. It’s not laziness. In fact, it’s the complete opposite. I want to be productive, I want to be efficient. The best analogy is the simple machine, like a pulley. One is able to accomplish more while inputing less.
This relates to a sermon series my pastor was applying these past few weeks (before the whole church flew to D.R. for Josue’s wedding). Basically it’s about power vs authority. Someone possessing power has the ability to buy a jet and fly in it. A person with authority is a lot cooler. He gets jets brought to him. For all we know, the dude is broke. In fact, the highest government authority in this country, the President, lives like a king, but his salary is actually less than a surgeon. But can the surgeon command an army? Probably not.